Chapter 2 - Revealing Things
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A knock at the door woke up both Yugi and Yami. Yugioh sat up weakly, and was about to get up, but his Yami pushed him back down gently.
"I'll get it, young Yugioh. Don't you worry about it." Yami smiled down at Yugi, while Yugi smiled weakly up at him. Yugi nodded, and closed his eyes again.
Yami hurried down to the door, as someone knocked again for the second time. He opened the door, and was shocked as he saw Seto Kaiba standing on the steps, his right hand on his hip.
Seto was speechless as he saw not Yugi, but Yami standing in the doorway. They both glared at each other.
"And what do you want?" Yami said in a sarcastic voice.
"Well. You see, Mokuba told me, and. My brother told me to check up on Yugioh. He told me that he was in need of some assistance, and that he wasn't looking too well. I had brought one of my many qualified medics, but it seems like everything's under control." Seto turned to leave, growling, but Yami stopped him. He stopped him with great difficulty.
"No, please. Don't go. Yugi isn't well, and there is nothing that I can do for him. Maybe your medic can help?" Yami had trouble asking, but Seto Kaiba turned around and smiled. He clearly enjoyed hearing that Yami needed his help. Seto laughed to himself. Kaiba gestured at his car, and a tall man with brown hair, pale skin, and glasses emerged. He was clad all in white. Yami could just barely see Mokuba's silhouette against the dark, tinted windows of the limousine. He let both Kaiba and the doctor inside. He led them into Yugi's room, and the doctor bent over him, and did a series of tests. He checked his pulse, and many other things as well. He looked down at the boy sadly.
"I'm no psychiatrist, but I do think that this boy is suffering from depression. He's got the classic symptoms, but he's also got a few other problems with him, too." Concluded the doctor as he shoved the rest of his things into his first aid bag. He handed Yami a small bottle of pills, and a bottle of cough syrup. "Give him two pills every four to five hours, and the syrup to him once every day. If his case worsens, he should go to the hospital." With that, the doctor left the Mouto's house, with Seto close behind. Yami and Seto nodded grimly to each other, and Seto groaned as he sat down beside Mokuba in his limo. He explained everything to his younger brother, who hugged him for helping him out.
Yami closed the door quickly, and went to Yugi's room with the medicine in his hands. He bent over Yugi.
"Yugi." Yami said uncertainly as he kneeled down beside the small boy's tranquil body. Yugioh's eyes snapped open, and his purple eyes seemed to be glazed over slightly.
"Yami? Is that you?" Yugi glanced around, his eyes unfocused and his vision very blurry.
"Yes, Yugi. It's me." Yami propped up the young one's pillows against the wall, and helped Yugi to sit up. He poured a small amount of cough syrup into a spoon, and slipped the spoon into Yugi's mouth. He swallowed it, and spluttered and coughed a few times. The horrible after taste was sour in his mouth, and lingered there. Yami dissolved two pills into a glass of water, and held it to Yugi's lips, as Yugi sipped it slowly. When he finished the horrid tasting liquid, Yami put the glass on the desk beside Yugi's homework, and watched as Yugi slumped against the pillows. Yami kissed Yugi on his forehead, and tucked him in. My sweet Hikari. Yami's last thoughts echoed throughout Yugi's mind as he fell asleep.
The next day Yugi was feeling a bit better, and had moved from his bed to the couch. He insisted that Yami didn't do any work whatsoever, and told him that he could sleep in the guest room for the time being. What the doctor had said about his sickness disturbed Yami greatly. He sat in an armchair, watching Yugi as he slept peacefully, and rolled over from time to time. There was no hint in his soft face that he had been sinking into a depression.
"Yami?" Yugi rolled over again. His voice muffled slightly by the blanket as he spoke.
"Yes, Hikari?" Yami smiled over at his Yugi.
"I-I just wanted to make sure that you were still here." Yugi peeked out from under his covers, and smiled at Yami. At HIS Yami.
"I haven't left, and I won't be leaving again." Yami paused for a few seconds, then continued. "The doctor who came here said that some of your symptoms were brought on by depression. Is that true?"
"Why would they say that? I'm fine, really, I-" Yugioh smiled weakly, but Yami cut him off.
"You're not fine. When I found you, you were crying, Yugi. I've never see you cry like that before. You looked so sad, Yugi, and it pained me to see you like that." Yami watched Yugi's smile fade away, painfully. Yugi didn't answer him, instead he rolled over on his side, and slept away the rest of the morning.
Yami busied himself by inspecting the familiar house, he found that nothing had really changed at all. Except that a lot of things that had been there before were gone. He found Yugi's homework, and sighed deeply. He took out a pen, and finished what he could out of all of the papers. His writing didn't differ at all from Yugi's writing. He ate a sandwich before he replaced all of the homework on the desk.
Just when he was about to wake Yugioh to give him his medicine, there was another knock at the door. He answered it again, and noticed Ryou Bakura standing alongside his spirit, Bakura. They both gasped as they saw Yami.
"Yami? Where's Yugi?" Ryou Bakura looked past Yami to the living room, to where Yugi lay under the covers, only his pale face showing. His eyes then snapped back to Yami's now solid body. His spirit and himself were taken aback at the sight of the Pharaoh's solid being.
"How?" The spirit Bakura hissed at him from beside Ryou. "How is this possible?"
"When did you come back? And why did you leave anyway?" Ryou questioned him, obviously trying to bite back harsher words and questions. His British accent matched his slim figure and spiked white hair.
"I can explain everything, but not now. Later, when I have time." Yami growled at them quietly. He didn't was his Yugi to wake up, with being sick and all. He tried to close the door.
"Now!" Bakura hissed again, and Ryou threw his arm out, and stopped the door from closing the whole way. His spirit glared at Yami, and he surrendered. Yami opened the door, and showed them both in. He sighed with defeat. Yami pressed his index finger to his lips, and motioned for them to be quiet, and to sit down.
"First of all," Yami half whispered at them. "I came back yesterday, because I could sense all the pain that Yugi was in. And I had to leave, you know that, Bakura."
"Yes, I almost went with you. But the needs of my Hikari came first. The short while I was gone with you was enough." Yami Bakura frowned at Yami, and glared at him at the same time. Bakura made it possible.
"So what's wrong with Yugi?" Ryou changed the subject, much to Bakura's strong dislike.
"He's ill." Yami replied. He glanced over at his small Yugi, who was still sound asleep on the couch across from him. "Why did you come, anyway?"
"I could sense that something was different about Yugi. And Ryou told me that he wasn't looking too good the last time he saw him. We were here because of mere curiosity, and because of the strange feelings I got from this area. Clearly it was only warning me that the Pharaoh was back." Bakura looked somewhat disappointed, as though he was expecting something more.
"And what about you and your. appearance. You've changed. Everyone can see you now?" Ryou was clearly interested in knowing, and Bakura nodded at the question.
"It was partly why I had to leave. But when I truly found that its magic did exist, I went looking for it, and I found it." Yami held his hand over his jacket pocket, nervously. He was glad no one noticed.
"What is 'it'?" Bakura looked slightly annoyed at Yami as if Yami was withholding information from him.
"The millennium Iris." Yami looked at Bakura, who held his breath, and his eyes widened at its name.
"Could it be? It is true, then? It does exist?" Bakura ignored the curious looks that his Ryou was giving him.
"Yes, it does. And so does the magic that dwells inside it. I brought it back; I need to keep it safe. If it fell into the wrong hands, certain spirits would come back, with all of their terrifying powers." Yami frowned, and removed a small, delicate flower from his pocket. It was pure gold, except for a tiny, shining pebble in the middle of the flower.
Bakura gasped, and almost bolted to Yami, to grab it from him, but he restrained himself, and gripped the chair.
"I would like to share its power. But if I help you with this Millennium item, you must be partly responsible for its safety. You must keep it secret." Yami held onto the Iris tightly, but only enough to keep it from escaping his hand. It was so incredibly delicate!
"Yes! I would be honoured to be a part of the Guarding of the Millennium Iris!" Bakura exclaimed. He jumped slightly as he just noticed Yugi moving around on the couch. He didn't notice him before.
"All right. Ryou?" Yami stood up, and looked directly at Ryou, who shrugged off the curiosity.
"Yes?" He smiled up at Yami, while still a bit confused about this new item.
"I need you to bring Yugi to his room. If you could stay there with him until we tell you, it would be greatly appreciated." Yami certainly knew how to keep things secret. He didn't bother explaining to Ryou why he needed them gone. "But you must stay there until we call for you."
"Well, all right. I guess I could take him." Ryou Bakura slipped his hands under Yugi, and scooped him up with his blankets dragging on the floor. He took Yugioh to his small room, and looked around curiously. Ryou had only been in there once before. It certainly hadn't changed one little bit. He sat down on a chair in front of the small desk, and wondered why Yami and Bakura wanted him, gone so badly.
Yami waited until he heard the door to Yugi's room close with a snap. He then motioned for Bakura to kneel on the ground before him. Yami opened his right hand, and outstretched his palm into the air, the Iris glowing in the light slightly. He muttered something to himself, that only he and Bakura heard, and all around them everything melted away into darkness. A golden circle of light appeared on the ground under them, and Yami chanted quietly to himself in another language. Bakura gasped again, as a light burned itself into his arm, and a small symbol appeared in his arm, glowing. He looked down at his body, and noticed himself becoming more and more clear every second. After a few minutes, Yami withdrew his arm, and Bakura stood up, in his ancient Egyptian clothing. Yami passed him the Millennium Iris, and Bakura felt an odd tingling sensation in his hand as it touched his skin. It felt like a liquid, but was very solid, like he was, too. All around them passed a soft tune, like a whirling wind. It was beautiful, and Bakura finally noticed the flower was the cause of it. Slowly, the music and the darkness melted away into oblivion. It finally all came back into focus, and they were back in Yugi's house.
"It is done, then." Yami took back the flower from Bakura's hand, and replaced it in his pocket. "See?" Yami smiled, and gestured to Bakura. He was wearing white robes, and Egyptian jewellery, over his very solid body. He was no longer a spirit, he was real!
"How?" Bakura touched his arms, and looked down at himself. "How?"
"The Millennium Iris. Its powers are used for good, and good only. It grants us what we have been deprived of for so long. But in return, we must guard it, and keep it safe. It can never be destroyed by anything unless we allow it to be destroyed. But then we are forced back into our spirit bodies. And what it granted us will be lost forever." Yami sighed again, and then remembered his Yugioh, and Ryou.
"Yes, well. I have never felt so." Bakura searched for the word, and finally found it. "So alive!" He smiled, and accompanied Yami to Yugi's room. They both surprised Ryou, and he nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Bakura.
"What? What happened? How did you-" Ryou couldn't understand anymore, he was very confused.
"It is hard to explain. I will tell you later, Hikari." Bakura had a huge smile spread across his face, which was completely abnormal for him, and it looked funny on his face.
"This is what you needed so badly in Egypt?" Bakura was surprised as Ryou shut up completely, and sat back down in the chair, obviously uncomfortable. "Do you know what you did to Yugi by leaving him all alone?" Bakura suddenly realised how foolish it all seemed. He left his Hikari for a millennium item that only the Pharaoh himself could ever find, anyway.
"Well, I know it must've been hard on him, but I needed to-" Yami started off, almost trying to make up an answer, but he couldn't find one that didn't seem silly.
"When you left, you took a part of Yugi away, a part of his happiness. You took that away from him. Didn't you ever wonder why was ill in the first place? He's been like this ever since you left and his grandfather got sick. He hasn't been having a good time. I bet it's been pretty depressing for him ever since you left him. " Ryou understood now, that Yugi had been sick because of the pressure of everything. Of all of the responsibilities that were laid on his shoulders. Yami was speechless. He knew he shouldn't have left, and he felt horrible about it.
"But I won't be doing it again." Yami mumbled, almost as if he was embarrassed.
"We know that, but Yugi will never be the same after all of this." Bakura joined in. He glanced over at Yugi, who was lying in his bed, his sickly pale face sticking out from the bright colours of his room. Yami couldn't think of anything to say. He felt so ashamed of himself.
"Well, in any case, we'd better be leaving now." Ryou suddenly spoke up again, and he looked uncomfortably from Yami to Bakura. He looked away when they looked at him.
"Yes, we should be going now, shouldn't we." Bakura frowned at Ryou, and wondered what was bothering him so much.
Ryou followed them out of Yugi's room, and to the front door. Yami bid them farewell, and watched as they disappeared down the street.
"What's bothering you so much??" Bakura stopped him suddenly, and grabbed his arm to hold him back.
"Well, it's just that, well. You're so different, and well." Ryou blushed a crimson red, and looked down at the ground.
"I'm not as different as you think." Bakura withdrew his hand from the boy's arm, and replaced it on his shoulder. "What do you say we go eat. I can finally eat as much as I want!!!" He smiled, and knew that Ryou would forget about the differences in due time.
"Well, all right." Ryou smiled at him, and they raced each other to the nearest restaurant.
Back at Yugi's house, Yugi had woken up, and was in the kitchen trying to make Yami something to eat, when Yami spotted him. Yami walked up behind Yugi, and caught him just as he fell backwards. Yugi had his eyes shut tightly.
"Thanks," Yugi mumbled to Yami, as he tried to stand up by himself again. He opened his eyes again, and saw Yami's face full of worry.
"You shouldn't be up and about, Yugi. You should be in bed resting." Yami picked up his hikari, who tried to laugh as he smiled at him. Yugi snuggled into Yami's chest, and buried his face. "All right, back to bed. I can make myself something to eat when I have the chance." Yami smiled down at his Yugi, and held him close, until he slipped him back into his bed. Yami shook his head as he returned to the kitchen, and found out that there was hardly any food at all anywhere. He was shocked, but let it pass. Yugi slept restlessly for the remainder of the day, but woke up every now and then to see where Yami was. Yami had to bring him back to his bed each time, and tell him not to worry so much. Yami couldn't help but laugh at the boy's persistency.
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Well, that's it for chapter 2! Thanks guys for all of your reviews, and I hope you enjoy my story so far! I'll have chapter 3 up in the next day or so, so keep checking back! ^-^ I loved all your reviews! :D They made me sooo happy! I'm glad that some of you enjoyed it so far, and I will be writing soo much more!
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A knock at the door woke up both Yugi and Yami. Yugioh sat up weakly, and was about to get up, but his Yami pushed him back down gently.
"I'll get it, young Yugioh. Don't you worry about it." Yami smiled down at Yugi, while Yugi smiled weakly up at him. Yugi nodded, and closed his eyes again.
Yami hurried down to the door, as someone knocked again for the second time. He opened the door, and was shocked as he saw Seto Kaiba standing on the steps, his right hand on his hip.
Seto was speechless as he saw not Yugi, but Yami standing in the doorway. They both glared at each other.
"And what do you want?" Yami said in a sarcastic voice.
"Well. You see, Mokuba told me, and. My brother told me to check up on Yugioh. He told me that he was in need of some assistance, and that he wasn't looking too well. I had brought one of my many qualified medics, but it seems like everything's under control." Seto turned to leave, growling, but Yami stopped him. He stopped him with great difficulty.
"No, please. Don't go. Yugi isn't well, and there is nothing that I can do for him. Maybe your medic can help?" Yami had trouble asking, but Seto Kaiba turned around and smiled. He clearly enjoyed hearing that Yami needed his help. Seto laughed to himself. Kaiba gestured at his car, and a tall man with brown hair, pale skin, and glasses emerged. He was clad all in white. Yami could just barely see Mokuba's silhouette against the dark, tinted windows of the limousine. He let both Kaiba and the doctor inside. He led them into Yugi's room, and the doctor bent over him, and did a series of tests. He checked his pulse, and many other things as well. He looked down at the boy sadly.
"I'm no psychiatrist, but I do think that this boy is suffering from depression. He's got the classic symptoms, but he's also got a few other problems with him, too." Concluded the doctor as he shoved the rest of his things into his first aid bag. He handed Yami a small bottle of pills, and a bottle of cough syrup. "Give him two pills every four to five hours, and the syrup to him once every day. If his case worsens, he should go to the hospital." With that, the doctor left the Mouto's house, with Seto close behind. Yami and Seto nodded grimly to each other, and Seto groaned as he sat down beside Mokuba in his limo. He explained everything to his younger brother, who hugged him for helping him out.
Yami closed the door quickly, and went to Yugi's room with the medicine in his hands. He bent over Yugi.
"Yugi." Yami said uncertainly as he kneeled down beside the small boy's tranquil body. Yugioh's eyes snapped open, and his purple eyes seemed to be glazed over slightly.
"Yami? Is that you?" Yugi glanced around, his eyes unfocused and his vision very blurry.
"Yes, Yugi. It's me." Yami propped up the young one's pillows against the wall, and helped Yugi to sit up. He poured a small amount of cough syrup into a spoon, and slipped the spoon into Yugi's mouth. He swallowed it, and spluttered and coughed a few times. The horrible after taste was sour in his mouth, and lingered there. Yami dissolved two pills into a glass of water, and held it to Yugi's lips, as Yugi sipped it slowly. When he finished the horrid tasting liquid, Yami put the glass on the desk beside Yugi's homework, and watched as Yugi slumped against the pillows. Yami kissed Yugi on his forehead, and tucked him in. My sweet Hikari. Yami's last thoughts echoed throughout Yugi's mind as he fell asleep.
The next day Yugi was feeling a bit better, and had moved from his bed to the couch. He insisted that Yami didn't do any work whatsoever, and told him that he could sleep in the guest room for the time being. What the doctor had said about his sickness disturbed Yami greatly. He sat in an armchair, watching Yugi as he slept peacefully, and rolled over from time to time. There was no hint in his soft face that he had been sinking into a depression.
"Yami?" Yugi rolled over again. His voice muffled slightly by the blanket as he spoke.
"Yes, Hikari?" Yami smiled over at his Yugi.
"I-I just wanted to make sure that you were still here." Yugi peeked out from under his covers, and smiled at Yami. At HIS Yami.
"I haven't left, and I won't be leaving again." Yami paused for a few seconds, then continued. "The doctor who came here said that some of your symptoms were brought on by depression. Is that true?"
"Why would they say that? I'm fine, really, I-" Yugioh smiled weakly, but Yami cut him off.
"You're not fine. When I found you, you were crying, Yugi. I've never see you cry like that before. You looked so sad, Yugi, and it pained me to see you like that." Yami watched Yugi's smile fade away, painfully. Yugi didn't answer him, instead he rolled over on his side, and slept away the rest of the morning.
Yami busied himself by inspecting the familiar house, he found that nothing had really changed at all. Except that a lot of things that had been there before were gone. He found Yugi's homework, and sighed deeply. He took out a pen, and finished what he could out of all of the papers. His writing didn't differ at all from Yugi's writing. He ate a sandwich before he replaced all of the homework on the desk.
Just when he was about to wake Yugioh to give him his medicine, there was another knock at the door. He answered it again, and noticed Ryou Bakura standing alongside his spirit, Bakura. They both gasped as they saw Yami.
"Yami? Where's Yugi?" Ryou Bakura looked past Yami to the living room, to where Yugi lay under the covers, only his pale face showing. His eyes then snapped back to Yami's now solid body. His spirit and himself were taken aback at the sight of the Pharaoh's solid being.
"How?" The spirit Bakura hissed at him from beside Ryou. "How is this possible?"
"When did you come back? And why did you leave anyway?" Ryou questioned him, obviously trying to bite back harsher words and questions. His British accent matched his slim figure and spiked white hair.
"I can explain everything, but not now. Later, when I have time." Yami growled at them quietly. He didn't was his Yugi to wake up, with being sick and all. He tried to close the door.
"Now!" Bakura hissed again, and Ryou threw his arm out, and stopped the door from closing the whole way. His spirit glared at Yami, and he surrendered. Yami opened the door, and showed them both in. He sighed with defeat. Yami pressed his index finger to his lips, and motioned for them to be quiet, and to sit down.
"First of all," Yami half whispered at them. "I came back yesterday, because I could sense all the pain that Yugi was in. And I had to leave, you know that, Bakura."
"Yes, I almost went with you. But the needs of my Hikari came first. The short while I was gone with you was enough." Yami Bakura frowned at Yami, and glared at him at the same time. Bakura made it possible.
"So what's wrong with Yugi?" Ryou changed the subject, much to Bakura's strong dislike.
"He's ill." Yami replied. He glanced over at his small Yugi, who was still sound asleep on the couch across from him. "Why did you come, anyway?"
"I could sense that something was different about Yugi. And Ryou told me that he wasn't looking too good the last time he saw him. We were here because of mere curiosity, and because of the strange feelings I got from this area. Clearly it was only warning me that the Pharaoh was back." Bakura looked somewhat disappointed, as though he was expecting something more.
"And what about you and your. appearance. You've changed. Everyone can see you now?" Ryou was clearly interested in knowing, and Bakura nodded at the question.
"It was partly why I had to leave. But when I truly found that its magic did exist, I went looking for it, and I found it." Yami held his hand over his jacket pocket, nervously. He was glad no one noticed.
"What is 'it'?" Bakura looked slightly annoyed at Yami as if Yami was withholding information from him.
"The millennium Iris." Yami looked at Bakura, who held his breath, and his eyes widened at its name.
"Could it be? It is true, then? It does exist?" Bakura ignored the curious looks that his Ryou was giving him.
"Yes, it does. And so does the magic that dwells inside it. I brought it back; I need to keep it safe. If it fell into the wrong hands, certain spirits would come back, with all of their terrifying powers." Yami frowned, and removed a small, delicate flower from his pocket. It was pure gold, except for a tiny, shining pebble in the middle of the flower.
Bakura gasped, and almost bolted to Yami, to grab it from him, but he restrained himself, and gripped the chair.
"I would like to share its power. But if I help you with this Millennium item, you must be partly responsible for its safety. You must keep it secret." Yami held onto the Iris tightly, but only enough to keep it from escaping his hand. It was so incredibly delicate!
"Yes! I would be honoured to be a part of the Guarding of the Millennium Iris!" Bakura exclaimed. He jumped slightly as he just noticed Yugi moving around on the couch. He didn't notice him before.
"All right. Ryou?" Yami stood up, and looked directly at Ryou, who shrugged off the curiosity.
"Yes?" He smiled up at Yami, while still a bit confused about this new item.
"I need you to bring Yugi to his room. If you could stay there with him until we tell you, it would be greatly appreciated." Yami certainly knew how to keep things secret. He didn't bother explaining to Ryou why he needed them gone. "But you must stay there until we call for you."
"Well, all right. I guess I could take him." Ryou Bakura slipped his hands under Yugi, and scooped him up with his blankets dragging on the floor. He took Yugioh to his small room, and looked around curiously. Ryou had only been in there once before. It certainly hadn't changed one little bit. He sat down on a chair in front of the small desk, and wondered why Yami and Bakura wanted him, gone so badly.
Yami waited until he heard the door to Yugi's room close with a snap. He then motioned for Bakura to kneel on the ground before him. Yami opened his right hand, and outstretched his palm into the air, the Iris glowing in the light slightly. He muttered something to himself, that only he and Bakura heard, and all around them everything melted away into darkness. A golden circle of light appeared on the ground under them, and Yami chanted quietly to himself in another language. Bakura gasped again, as a light burned itself into his arm, and a small symbol appeared in his arm, glowing. He looked down at his body, and noticed himself becoming more and more clear every second. After a few minutes, Yami withdrew his arm, and Bakura stood up, in his ancient Egyptian clothing. Yami passed him the Millennium Iris, and Bakura felt an odd tingling sensation in his hand as it touched his skin. It felt like a liquid, but was very solid, like he was, too. All around them passed a soft tune, like a whirling wind. It was beautiful, and Bakura finally noticed the flower was the cause of it. Slowly, the music and the darkness melted away into oblivion. It finally all came back into focus, and they were back in Yugi's house.
"It is done, then." Yami took back the flower from Bakura's hand, and replaced it in his pocket. "See?" Yami smiled, and gestured to Bakura. He was wearing white robes, and Egyptian jewellery, over his very solid body. He was no longer a spirit, he was real!
"How?" Bakura touched his arms, and looked down at himself. "How?"
"The Millennium Iris. Its powers are used for good, and good only. It grants us what we have been deprived of for so long. But in return, we must guard it, and keep it safe. It can never be destroyed by anything unless we allow it to be destroyed. But then we are forced back into our spirit bodies. And what it granted us will be lost forever." Yami sighed again, and then remembered his Yugioh, and Ryou.
"Yes, well. I have never felt so." Bakura searched for the word, and finally found it. "So alive!" He smiled, and accompanied Yami to Yugi's room. They both surprised Ryou, and he nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Bakura.
"What? What happened? How did you-" Ryou couldn't understand anymore, he was very confused.
"It is hard to explain. I will tell you later, Hikari." Bakura had a huge smile spread across his face, which was completely abnormal for him, and it looked funny on his face.
"This is what you needed so badly in Egypt?" Bakura was surprised as Ryou shut up completely, and sat back down in the chair, obviously uncomfortable. "Do you know what you did to Yugi by leaving him all alone?" Bakura suddenly realised how foolish it all seemed. He left his Hikari for a millennium item that only the Pharaoh himself could ever find, anyway.
"Well, I know it must've been hard on him, but I needed to-" Yami started off, almost trying to make up an answer, but he couldn't find one that didn't seem silly.
"When you left, you took a part of Yugi away, a part of his happiness. You took that away from him. Didn't you ever wonder why was ill in the first place? He's been like this ever since you left and his grandfather got sick. He hasn't been having a good time. I bet it's been pretty depressing for him ever since you left him. " Ryou understood now, that Yugi had been sick because of the pressure of everything. Of all of the responsibilities that were laid on his shoulders. Yami was speechless. He knew he shouldn't have left, and he felt horrible about it.
"But I won't be doing it again." Yami mumbled, almost as if he was embarrassed.
"We know that, but Yugi will never be the same after all of this." Bakura joined in. He glanced over at Yugi, who was lying in his bed, his sickly pale face sticking out from the bright colours of his room. Yami couldn't think of anything to say. He felt so ashamed of himself.
"Well, in any case, we'd better be leaving now." Ryou suddenly spoke up again, and he looked uncomfortably from Yami to Bakura. He looked away when they looked at him.
"Yes, we should be going now, shouldn't we." Bakura frowned at Ryou, and wondered what was bothering him so much.
Ryou followed them out of Yugi's room, and to the front door. Yami bid them farewell, and watched as they disappeared down the street.
"What's bothering you so much??" Bakura stopped him suddenly, and grabbed his arm to hold him back.
"Well, it's just that, well. You're so different, and well." Ryou blushed a crimson red, and looked down at the ground.
"I'm not as different as you think." Bakura withdrew his hand from the boy's arm, and replaced it on his shoulder. "What do you say we go eat. I can finally eat as much as I want!!!" He smiled, and knew that Ryou would forget about the differences in due time.
"Well, all right." Ryou smiled at him, and they raced each other to the nearest restaurant.
Back at Yugi's house, Yugi had woken up, and was in the kitchen trying to make Yami something to eat, when Yami spotted him. Yami walked up behind Yugi, and caught him just as he fell backwards. Yugi had his eyes shut tightly.
"Thanks," Yugi mumbled to Yami, as he tried to stand up by himself again. He opened his eyes again, and saw Yami's face full of worry.
"You shouldn't be up and about, Yugi. You should be in bed resting." Yami picked up his hikari, who tried to laugh as he smiled at him. Yugi snuggled into Yami's chest, and buried his face. "All right, back to bed. I can make myself something to eat when I have the chance." Yami smiled down at his Yugi, and held him close, until he slipped him back into his bed. Yami shook his head as he returned to the kitchen, and found out that there was hardly any food at all anywhere. He was shocked, but let it pass. Yugi slept restlessly for the remainder of the day, but woke up every now and then to see where Yami was. Yami had to bring him back to his bed each time, and tell him not to worry so much. Yami couldn't help but laugh at the boy's persistency.
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Well, that's it for chapter 2! Thanks guys for all of your reviews, and I hope you enjoy my story so far! I'll have chapter 3 up in the next day or so, so keep checking back! ^-^ I loved all your reviews! :D They made me sooo happy! I'm glad that some of you enjoyed it so far, and I will be writing soo much more!
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